I think I’m gonna be sad,
I think it’s today, Yeah,
The girl that’s driving me mad,
Is going away.

She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket ride,
But she don’t care.

She said that libing with me,
Is bringing her down, Yeah,
For she would never be free,
When I was around.

Oh, she’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
But she don’t care.

I don’t know why she’s riding so high,
She ought to think right,
She ought to do right,
By me!
Before she gets to saying goodbye,
She ought to think right,
She ought to do right,
By me!



I'M the fifth Beatle. Who's your favourite Beatle?

a) Paul McArtney
b) John Lennon
c) Ringo Starr
d) George Harrison

Hello! I snuck upstairs to use mum's iBook because Em's on the eMac. Damn her....

Does anyone know how you change your blog layout/theme? Because I don't like mine any more.
Who like Hugh Laurie? He's awesome. I can hear Finn Family Momintoll from up here. He read it. :)
I went to my friend's dance concert last night. It was really good but the best bit was the baby classes when they were dressed in care bear outfits and dragged each other across the stage and then they all line up facing backwards and did "I like to move it" from Madagascar!!! They were all trying to shake their bums and it was soooooooooooooooo cute!!!!!!! I want one. And some cool guy sang Hard Days Night by the Beatles. Anyway, I've got to go to the chiropractor.... *eyucks*


Love Rosie
xxooxx

Hey. Just typing to say that my mothers lost. Please don't ask. Seen the Perfect Man? It's got me inspired. I just keep updating. And that Adam guy/ Until I saw it, I never realised how hot he is.

xxooxx
Rose.

To be or not to be,--that is the question...
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Et tu, Brute?
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...
Out, damned spot!...
All the world's a stage...
Oh, I am fortune's fool!
Then must you speak...Of One that lov'd not wisely
Not that I lov'd Caesar less
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet...
A horse! a horse!
What a piece of work is man!
Friends, Romans, countrymen...
So wise so young, they say do never live long
Give me my robe, put on my crown
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
I go, and it is done; the bell invites me
But, soft! What light through yonder window...
We are such stuff... As dreams are made on
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any onther word would smell as sweet
The quality of mercy is not strain'd
Beware the ides of March
Now is the winter of our discontent
A plague o' both your houses!
I am dying, Egypt, dying
Frailty, thy name is woman!
Why, then the world's mine oyster
If music be the food of love, play on
Come, let's away to prison; We two alone will sing
Journeys end in lovers meeting
The lady doth protest too much, methinks
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look
Get thee to a nunn'ry
All that glisters is not gold
To sleep, perchance to dream
Nothing can come of nothing
The play's the thing
This was the noblest Roman of them all
Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't
I am constant as the northern star
How now? A rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!
Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
He hath given his empire
By the pricking of my thumbs
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano
I follow him to serve my turn upon him
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio
O happy dagger!
Eye of newt, and toe of frog
O, beware, my lord of jealousy
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
My only love sprung from my only hate!
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne
Cowards die many times before their deaths
Is this a dagger which I see before me
I have a kind of alacrity in sinking
When beggars die there are no comets seen
How poor are they that have not patience!
That he's mad, 'tis true, 'tis true 'tis pity
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind
The man that hath no music in himself
Think you I am no stronger than my sex
Be not afraid of greatness
What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?
Off with his head!
Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee
And thus I clothe my naked villany
When shall we three meet again
This was the unkindest cut of all
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua
Asses are made to bear, and so are you
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf
All the infections that the sun sucks up
Let every eye negotiate for itself
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps
O, what men dare do!
Done to death by slanderous tongue
Thou art a votary to fond desire
I have no other but a woman's reason
O, how this spring of love resembleth
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man
Is whispering nothing?
Here's ado to lock up honesty
What's gone and what's past help
When you do dance, I wish you
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes?
O true apothecary!
This thing of darkness
The course of true love never did run smooth
We should be woo'd and were not made to woo
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Now go we in content
We that are true lovers run into
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Why then tonight let us assay our plot

Raj! My darling cat.

Hi. I'm sick from school today. Fisch.

Oh my dear sweet Lordy!!!! Writing from the family's new IBOOK!!!!!! Snazzarific!!! Expect more randomness than per usual as have just returned from year nine S&E extension camp (am such a nerd) and have had no sleep. And now am talk like Bridget Jones. Now, just let me tell you what's cute. Two of my friends (well, one of my friends and her boyfriend) in the bus on the way home. She was asleep and he was looking at her as if she was the only thing in the world that mattered and he stroked her hair and it was SO ROMANTIC!!!!!!! I nearly died!!! And she woke up and was talking to some one across the isle and he had his (huge) head on her shoulder and her looked so serene. Now that is true love. I was actually quite jealous. I want true love, dammit! And then I seriously contemplated going out with *** because maybe a boyfriend would stop me from falling in love with everyone with a grilfriend. I'm sure I don't really like HIM. It's a trick of the mind.

Well, this is like, my third blog. But what the hell. Anyway, I have no idea what to write. Hey, how about I introduce you to my cat!

Come What May
Never knew I could feel like this.
Like I've never seen the sky before.
Want to vanish inside your kiss.
Every day I love you more and more.

Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?
Telling me to give you everything!
Seasons may change, winter to spring.
But I love you until the end of time.
Come what may, come what may.
I will love you until my dying day.

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place.
Suddenly it moves at such a perfect pace.
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste.
It all revolves around you.

And there's no mountain too high, no river too wide.
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side.
Storm clouds may gather and storms may collide.
But I love you, I love you.
Until the end of time.
Come what may, come what may.
I will love you, until my dying day.
Oh come what may. Come what may.
I will love you, I will love you.
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place.
Come what may, come what may.
I will love you until my dying day.

Aw. I love Moulin Rouge. My friend calls my Cupid on Wheels. A funny thing happened today. It was the final assembly for the year twelves and the student councillers all gave their "best years of your lives" speeches, and one said it would be funny to use a speech from soapies and he said he's watch the OC, Home and Away and Neighbours for inpiration and then at the end of his speech he said "To Summer Bay High, Harbour High and ERINSBOROUGH HIGH!" And My friend (the Neighbours junkie) started cheering and every one was staring at her. It was mortifying because I was right next to her. Oh, god.